The Yan clan's rugged shouts were like thunder.

The flame fluctuations that emerged from her body chilled the hearts of all the Yao clan warriors who were about to move, and the few reckless people who should have lost their minds were also calmed down by her.

The Divine Son of the Yao Clan was killed.

The mountain gate of the Lieyang Sect was almost razed to the ground because of the outbreak of this battle.

Pang Jian, who had just entered the realm of annihilation, and the flame of the eighth-level bloodline, both sides used their own artifacts to use their own means, leaving an eternal and immortal imprint on this side of the world.

The surface covered by rock and ice fragments has many cracks, from which golden glow and strange rays escape.

The sharp-eyed and powerful alien powerhouses gathered their strength to penetrate downward, and vaguely saw the underground veins that released golden rainbow rays.

You can also see pieces of obsidian, red flame stone, and sunstone.

They clearly knew that the power of the two of them had torn apart the earth, and the spiritual veins hidden in the Burning Sun Sect had revealed strange mineral veins.

Due to landslides and ground cracks in this area, there will be many unpredictable events in the future, which may cause the spiritual veins to deviate.

Or maybe it will cause the veins that breed ore to wither and die.

It's just that the collision of the Silent Annihilation Realm and the eighth-level bloodline has actually hit a side of the earth hard, which will have a profound impact on the entire Dry Heaven Continent.

"Pang Jian!"

Many alien warriors, muttering the name softly.

These two words, if endowed with a heavy power, become unbearable.

Dao Dao's eyes were mixed with horror and anger, condensed on the battlefield, looking at the tall figure in blue clothes that had not been stained with blood and had an angular face.

Pang Jian at this moment is shaped like the world-famous sword of the Sword Tower, and his edge is exposed.

After today, Pang Jian's name will be as widely spread as his master Li Zhaotian.

Spread throughout the Fifth Realm of Alien Races!

- because he killed the god son of the Yao clan.

Thinking of the endless sword light before, each sword light contained a different true meaning of the sword way, and those alien warriors who looked at Pang Jian had a sense of depression that their minds were suppressed.

The Sword Tower is really an insurmountable mountain, suppressing the geniuses of the Fifth Realm like Lie Yi.

Thinking back then, when the five sword gods survived in the heyday, what kind of scenery should the sword tower have, and how indispensable it should be?

The faces and moods of the alien warriors from all sides became complicated, and they inevitably remembered more stories related to the Sword Tower.

And every story, as long as it covers the same Fifth Realm ethnic group as them, the Sword Tower's side is often the winner.

The losers are very few.

The very few defeated members of the Sword Tower also died in a respectable way, and they all pulled several alien backers of the same level.

"Pang Jian!"

When the vast majority of alien warriors felt dull and depressed, the girl with the serrated long knife of the Demon Scale Clan, with her beautiful face under the silver scale armor, showed irrepressible excitement.

Her sharp and cold eyes suddenly shone with a dazzling light.

Her fighting spirit is high, her blood is boiling, and every fighting cell in her body has a thirst for war and killing.

Because there is Pang Jian in purgatory, because Pang Jian is a human race, because there is this opponent!

Her life is not long, but it is not short, it seems to have a higher value and meaning!

"Such a character, such a sword tower, deserves my highest respect!"

Dazzling howled inwardly.

She put down the long knife that had destroyed many mountains and rivers in the country, and her refined and explosive agile body stood quietly on the face of the knife.

Her two small hands, covered in scales, one on her heart and one in a fist against her eyebrows.

This is an ancient ritual of the Demon Scale Clan, representing the ...... Respect for the dead!

Only when the opponent who was sincerely recognized by the warriors of the Demon Scale Clan and slain them died in front of them, did they pay their respects with such a courtesy.

Xuanying posed this posture, which meant that Pang Jian in her eyes was such a strong opponent.

It also means that she firmly believes that Pang Jian will eventually die in her hands.

Her movements, her saluting behavior, made those frustrated Demon Scale Clan warriors become more combative one by one.

That's right, we still have Dazzling, she's younger than Blaze, and she's destined to be stronger than Blaze!

The Demon Scale Warrior thought so.

"Pang Jian......

High in the sky, in the surging and burning fireball, a woman of the Yan clan with peerless elegance and long fiery red hair fluttering.

Thousands of pieces of fire crystals the size of fingernails were scattered in the flame light ball, and each piece of fire crystal could be seen when you zoomed in, and you could see a kind of texture regulation involving the flame avenue.

When she was just watching the battle in the air, she could still be distracted to comprehend the Dao rules engraved by the Fire God.

She knew very well that with the continuous upsurge of the Filthy Force, the ninth-level supreme warriors who tempered their bodies and boiled their souls through the Filthy Alien Force would hopefully be promoted to the tenth level.

The number of true gods of the human race is closely related to the total amount of aura in purgatory.

The tenth-level warriors of the alien race have a deep relationship with the filthy power.

Seven was originally the limit of a tenth-level bloodline warrior of an alien race, but with the continuous upsurge of filthy power, the limit of seven could be broken after a while.

Her rugged bloodline, combat power, and forging of her flesh have long met all the conditions for promotion to the tenth-level bloodline.

What she lacked was always a spot.

Advancing to the tenth level of bloodline, breaking through the heavenly ban of purgatory, and soaring in the vast galaxy from now on has always been her rugged goal.

She was about to become the eighth rank 10 warrior, she had always been conceited and arrogant, and she once thought that Li Zhaotian was the only one in the Sword Tower who could take the lead.

But Li Zhaotian failed to become a god.

Before today's battle broke out, she, like many people present, also felt that because there was no sword god born, the sword tower of this era was not to be feared at all.

Now, she knew she was wrong, and she couldn't have been more wrong.

"Whew! Whew! ”

Pieces of fire crystals that had disappeared around her flew away from the flaming fireball.

Inside the fragmented fire crystal, all of them were the cruel images of Pang Jian's last continuous swing of his sword, enveloping Lieyi with endless sword light, and slashing Lieyi into flesh.

"All of us should take this as a warning."

"These fire crystals, I will distribute them to the generals of the Fifth Realm, so that they can know how Blaze died."

"The war with the Terrans has only just begun, and we have only won a small victory. We have been suppressed for more than 30,000 years, and many of our subsequent attempts to ascend to the sky have all ended in failure. ”

"It's because of the Sword Tower, there are characters like Pang Jian!"

Qi Xu shook his arms, and those fire crystals branded with Pang Jian's slashing flame flew out of the Dry Heaven Continent and fell to the Fourth Realm, and also to the Fifth Realm.

At this moment.

The alien warriors gathered here are all using various secret weapons to communicate with the strong people in the clan to inform them of the outcome of this battle.

Pang Jian, who is the absolute protagonist, is standing above the "Heart of Winter" as if no one is around, holding the Source Demon Sword in his hand and hanging his head.

He was still immersed in the strange and varied sword tricks.

Blaze is dead, and the battle is long over.

But the true meaning of the kendo he has comprehended has not yet been evolved to the extreme, and it has not yet burst out with the strongest power!

He didn't move, he didn't care what those aliens thought, it was because in the soul consciousness sea where his mind was extremely active, his golden divine soul was still deriving the follow-up sword technique.

There are thousands of dazzling sword lights, flying in the sea of his soul, intertwined in his dantian.

Also in the sword order he held in his hand.

"Sword, sword trick, chaotic sword trick......"

He didn't speak.

But his heart, his soul, and his will to think resounded from his own secret realm cave.

The dantian is broken, the soul knows the sea, the creation of the god pool, and the internal organs.

There is a hidden sword intent!

Pang Jian, who was silent, was exuding sword intent all over his body, and after Lieyi's death, he actually entered a mysterious and mysterious sword comprehension realm.

The unfinished sword, the incomplete sword, dragged him to the realm of seeking sword gods that only generations of sword gods could enter by chance!

Gradually, there were powerful high-level warriors of different races, who realized that after Pang Jian killed Lie Yi, he actually stepped into a mysterious state of sword understanding.

I simply didn't put them in my eyes!

A Terran boy, after killing the Divine Son of the Yao Clan in the Fifth Realm, did not leave in a hurry, and did not retreat into the depths of the earth in panic.

Actually wielding a sword under their noses!

"It's too much of a deception! Lord Rugged, this kid is so arrogant! He relied on your promise to dare to realize the sword so presumptuously, he is slapping all of us in the face! ”

"Lord Rugged, either blast him away or kill him!"

"It is rumored that the sword cultivation of the Sword Tower is extremely arrogant, I can be considered to have seen it today! Lord Rugged, if you let him understand the sword like this, you will continue to humiliate us! ”

The warriors of all ethnic groups were excited.

Stepping on the dazzling shadow of the long serrated knife, this woman who regarded Pang Jian as the strongest opponent in her life, her sharp eyes quietly shone with brilliance.

Her small mouth under the scales pursed lightly, and whispered, "Funny fellow, I like his arrogance, I like his eyes." ”

Beside her, the Demon Scale Clan warrior who had been silently in love with her for many years heard her whispering to herself.

This strong man who had been with her for many years looked at her blankly.

This person had never seen such a burst of brilliance in her eyes.

The entire Fifth Realm Demon Scale Clan warriors, as well as the so-called peerless geniuses such as Yu Qing and Lie Yi, she didn't really look at it differently.

She actually showed her eyes to a Terran boy!

Suddenly.

"Shut up and wait for him to wake up!" The Yan clan's rugged snort angrily and reprimanded unceremoniously, "What? Can't afford to lose? Lieyi is dead, and the people are winning above board, without a little despicable means. ”

"The winner is to humiliate the loser, and it is also a matter of course!"

"He just learned the sword, and he just used the previous battle to consolidate his kendo. Such an opponent deserves your higher respect and can also deepen your impression! ”

"Wait for me, wait for him to wake up, and watch him return to the Second Realm!"

Rugged overrode the crowd, suppressed all clamour, and sat down and waited for him.

I waited for days.

One morning, under the gaze of nearly 10,000 alien warriors, when the first rays of sunlight fell, Pang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

He bowed slightly at the ball of flame that had always been there in the air, and it flew into the sky.

……

(End of chapter)